Motherhood

Don't poke your brother!
Don't climb on that!
No, your full lunch plate
Is NOT a hat.

Why is it that
A certain truck's only fun
If it's being played with
By the other one?

Feet on the table,
Fingers in ears,
A time out from Mommy
Causes big tears.

I'm pretty sure my voice
Is just some white noise
A buzzing background hum
To two little boys.

Oh dear, now I find out
Dad's working late
If the gypsies showed up,
They would get a good rate.

I can't wait for bedtime,
Some time that is mine!
With a huge hunk of chocolate,
And a big glass of wine.

May they sleep soundly,
Oh, this I pray
And listen better tomorrow
Than they did today!